"I’m not an idiot, Lonnie. I can see what people think. Hell, I can narrate their whole goddamn thought process! It doesn’t take a genius to see I’m fighting a losing battle out there."
When I turned 34, I decided to write a series of short stories. The only catch? Each story had to be 34 words. 34 years, 34 words. No more, no less. These are the fruits.